The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 140

Chapter 139 Taking the Reins

Scanning the rowdy shouting/crowd of street racers at the starting grid, Isabella’s eyes narrowed sligh before she on the spot mapped the optimal vector to intercept Isaac

She hadn’t anticipated that before she could even clear the distance, Isaac would manage to get himse knocked out cold.

With baseline physical reflexes this slow, why the hell was he entering an underground circuit?

Knitting her brows, she reached the smoking supercar, ripped the driver-side door off its hinges, and stepped inside.

Sliding into the bucket seat, she casually shoved Isaac over into the passenger side.

Hauling a full-grown man was a zero-effort metric for her; with a slight push, his frame cleared the controls.

Isabella turned the ignition key to test the starter.

Perfect, the power plant was still operational.

The custom block let out a harsh, sputtering wheeze, but her face remained a total blank.

As long as the drivetrain engaged, it was good enough.

Any localized internal mechanical damage meant clean nothing to her.

Her gaze turned into icy slits.

Running a rapid scan of the vital metrics to ensure the machine could move, she wasted zero time, slamming her foot onto the gas to launch the supercar back onto the track.

At the end of the day, since Isaac was desperate for a win, she might as well secure it for him.

It was a complete non-issue.

The exact second Isaac’s chassis collided with the rock wall, the crowd down at the grid caught the flash clear as day.

Seeing the trust-fund supercar go entirely dark, the race looked entirely settled.

The entire racer syndicate launched into wild celebrations.

“We’ll win!”

Zachary, clear the transfer right now, cash on delivery”

“Don’t even think about flaking on the pot.”

The punks jeered, raising a massive racket.

Chapter 139 Taking the fteins

chary stood there looking a total blank.

Dammit, what the hell do they mean “cash on delivery”?

Do these idiots even have a basic education?

They are way more illiterate than me!

Turning the panic over in his head, he swiveled around to bark at his lackeys, “Move, move! Get a there and haul Isaac down the mountain.

“If that boy maps out a fatal injury under my watch. I am dead.

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